summer midnight in the city
and the bridesmaid just walked past without her shoes on.
summer midnight in the city
and the bridesmaid just walked past without her shoes on.
what’s her numba?
sounds like a hippie wedding, just the kind of hippies that W wouldn’t like getting married. so, for now on, W will decide who marries — and you can be sure the breeding patterns won’t include traitors to the cause.
“There came to the BEACH a poor exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing
To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.”
— Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), The Exile of Erin.
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